Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2006 17:50:06 +0100
From: D G
Subject: India (M/b, M/bb, ws)
Another work of fiction and fantasy, please also see ....
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Getting Closer to Dad (Incest / Uro) Mar 06
Babysitting my brothers boys (Incest / Uro) Jul 06
Exhibitionist Dad (Ad/Yth, Uro, Incest) Aug 06
For Michael.
I had been working too hard for a long time and my health was beginning to
suffer. My doctor had recommended three months of total rest but I knew
that was impossible if I stayed at home. An Indian colleague and friend of
mine offered me use of his holiday home in India for as long as I wanted
it. I decided that I would take him up on his offer as I had been told
that the house was near the coast and quite isolated (the nearest village
being about 30 minutes walk away) and I was ensured to get some rest..
I had been told that the house came complete with a housekeeper/cook who
would visit as often or as rarely that I wanted. The housekeeper's husband
would pick me up from the airport and take me to the house.
Little did I know then that the journey from the airport would be over two
hours on poorly kept roads. But we made it and really my journey to was
quite uneventful. The man helped me bring my things into the house and
there waiting was his wife. The pair couldn't have been more caring and
attentive. The house had been well stocked with food and the housekeeper
had prepared a meal for my arrival. They did not stay to eat with me, even
though I asked them, but the lady said that she would return the following
afternoon to see how I was settling in.
The house was simple and rustic. There was electricity, but the supply was
erratic. My first evening was spent sitting on the rear porch, watching
the sun setting. It was very warm and I felt no need for clothes. It felt
the most natural and relaxed state that I could remember. I made a
decision that evening that while I was there, I would spend as much as
possible of my time naked - it felt so good.
I retired to bed and lay on top of the sheets (there was no need to cover
myself). The only protection I needed was the mosquito net, even though I
had been informed that it wasn't the season for mosquitos, I wasn't taking
any chances. As the balmy breezes wafted over my body I drifted into a
wonderful sleep.
I awoke the next morning to Golden sunshine. There was no inside bathroom,
so I made my way out to the rear of the house, but before heading for the
out-house I stood naked on the porch soaking up the sunshine and feeling
great.
After toileting I used the shower (outside too) and dried myself in the
sun. I had no idea of the time at all.
Suddenly a figure appeared from the side of the house, he startled me. It
was a little boy, I guessed about 9 or 10. He was not fazed by my nudity
and I made no attempt to cover up. In very stinted English he informed me
that his mother was coming. I presumed that to be the housekeeper and so
went inside to find something to wear. The boy followed me and watched my
every move with facination. I found being watched quite stimulating and
felt my cock starting to fill. I had never been in this circumstance
before and it took me by surprise. Young men had always interested me
sexually but I had never contemplated being aroused by a pre-pubescent boy.
I quickly put on some loose shorts.
I looked at the boy and then realised just how beautiful he was, he had a
beaming smile and soft features. Just then the mother arrived and busied
herself around the house, she prepared me a plate of fresh fruit, which I
devoured with gratitude. The boy just watched me the whole time. I think
that he was as facinated by me as I was enchanted by him. I learnt that his
name was Sunil.
The mother's English was also very poor, but she explained with her son's
help that she had more than one house to look after and so would send her
son to me once a day to see if I needed anything or wanted her to come
over. I thanked her and said that I would probably only need her to clean
once a week and the rest of the time I could look after myself.
That afternoon I walked across the meadows to the coast and found a totally
deserted beach. Once again I was able to be naked and stayed there for
hours, swimming and sunning. Occasionally someone would walk along the
beach, but I could see for miles so it was not a problem, I had plenty of
time to put on my shorts.
The next morning Sunil arrived while I was on the porch having breakfast,
again I did not attempt to cover my nudity. We conversed for some time and
although I found his English difficult to understand at times, we
understood each other. I said that I would like to help him improve it and
his faced beamed a smile. So each morning he arrived for his lesson. We
gradually got closer and closer and developed quite a strong friendship.
At times I found his presence a bit unnerving as I was sometimes being
aroused by his closeness. I kept a lid on it mostly though and he didn't
seem to have noticed my occasional semis.
Sunil usually wore a sarong-type garment made of white linen. I was dying
to find out if there was anything he wore underneath and would have loved
for him to join me in my natural state, but I did not have the courage to
propose it at that time.
As we progressed in our lessons he sat closer and closer to me to the point
that he was leaning on me and thought nothing of putting a hand on my
thigh. (When he did that though my cock started to stiffen). I had to
close my thighs and trap my stiffened cock between them. I loved that he
was so tactile though, It gave me the opportunity of resting my arm on his
shoulders or around his back and caressing his wonderfully soft skin.
One day I asked my little friend if he would like to come swimming with me.
He gladly agreed and we walked across the fields toward the beach. I had
not put my shorts on as I was quite used to never seeing anyone when I took
this route. Sunil thought it was very daring and he was quite excited by
our adventure. When we got to the deserted beach I suggested to Sunil that
he disrobed so that his clothes stayed dry, as I had the impression that he
would have swum in them if I had not. I watched intentively as he
unwrapped himself. There was no under-garmrnt and I was presented with
pure beauty.
As I expected, he had no pubic hair, his small flaccid penis sat above two
lovely smooth small testes. I wanted to drop to my knees there and then
and devour them. My cock started to rise quickly, Sunil saw it. I turned
and ran into the warm ocean calling for the boy to follow me.
My cock was totally hard but fortunately the ocean hid my erection most of
the time. As we frollicked in the water however we could not help but
collide and my stiff cock came into contact with the boy more and more. At
one point he wanted to climb on my shoulders, which he did. To allow him
to do this I crouched down so that he could use my thigh as a step. He
climbed up and I was suddenly within sucking distance of a lovely stiff
little cock. I resisted the temptation though and he climbed up but as he
did so his cock bruched the side of my face. I nearly shot a load I was so
turned on.
Whilst sitting on my shoulders his stiffie was pressed to the back of my
neck, it made my own hard-on even keener. After charging around for a
while we tumbled into the waves and I drew an exhausted Sunil into my arms.
I held him to me and he pressed his face into my neck. He clung to me like
a limpet. I carried him out of the water to the sheet we had laid on the
sand. I did not want to break our embrace so manoevered ourselves down as
one. We lay there in total body contact, arms around each other. I had no
doubt then that I had fallen madly in love with this boy.
We snoozed in the sun for a while and in a state of drousiness caressed
Sunil's back and buttocks. He had a devined little arse, perfectly round,
I wanted to put my face between those cheeks. During our dozing our bodies
had moved so that we were nearly facing eachother front to front. My erect
cock was resting on his leg and was forming a puddle of precome there.
Sunil was still drousy and his hand was on my waist. I took it and brought
it round to the front and rested it on my cock, I wrapped his hand around
me, covering it with my own and started to move my cock back and forth. I
was desperate to come.
Sunil stirred but made no attempt to remove his hand even though I removed
mine, I think that he understood because he continued the movements. I
found his hard little cock and caressed it, massaging the foreskin back and
forth and stroking his balls. He seemed to be enjoying this but we were
interrupted by my orgasm which overwhelmed me all of a sudden. I squirted
my semen all over my boy's stomach and chest. He said nothing. I drew him
to me and kissed him on the forehead. He kissed my cheek in return. My
come was spread between us as we embraced and we were glued together. I
suggested that we went back into the water for a while, where we frollicked
for another hour or so.
We commenced our return, and I was pleased that Sunil decided to stay nude
as well (we had not seen anyone all day). No mention was made of what had
happened earlier, but as we walked, I felt his little hand join mine. My
heart took a leap, and so did my cock, which rose to full mast. Noticing,
Sunil looked up at me and smiled, I lent down and kissed him lightly on the
lips.
Unfortunately my boy could not stay with me any longer and I was sad to see
him leave. I felt quite deflated.
My evening was spent in contemplation and as I mulled over the events of
the day my cock kept stiffening up. I resisted the temptation to
masturbate though, I wanted to save myself for Sunil.
I was awoken the next morning by Sunil tapping my shoulder. I was lying on
top of my sheets and had a very stiff piss-hard cock. I was a little
embarassed at first but then remembered the previous day and realised that
I enjoyed showing the boy my hard cock. I wondered whether to say anything
about it, but decided against it. So I said nothing and sat myself up on
the bed. my cock was still pointing skywards and Sunil kept staring at it.
Without any prompting he moved closer and kissed me on the lips... I
embraced him. Feeling him close to me was so wonderful.
I broke away and said "I need to pee Sunil" and indicated to the corner of
the room, the boy fetched the bucket I used for nightime pees and stood by
the bed. I swivelled myself around and put my feet to the floor. Sunil
held the bucket between my legs and I pointed my cock downwards. It took a
few moments but soon I began to piss with a vengence. Due to the force, it
was splashing upwards and I could see that the boy's hands were getting
wet. I don't know what possessed me but I let go of my cock which made the
splashing worse as my piss was now hitting the side of the bucket. The
front of the boy's white linen garment was getting quite damp. The thought
of what I was seeing made my cock involuntarily throb and a jet of piss hit
the boy squarely in the groin. Then I saw the outline of the boys small
cock, obviously stiff.
My next squirt was deliberately forceful and as I hoped, missed the top of
the bucket and hit Sunil's groin again. His garment was now totally
transparent and clinging to his hairless pubic area.
Having finshed my peeing I slowly and deliberately squeezed out the last
few drops of pee, some of which ran over my fingers. Watching Sunil's
expressions, I raised my fingers to my mouth and licked off the drops. The
boy's eyes were wide with astonishment. I smiled at him and said, "sorry,
I got you a bit wet, we had better go and rinse your clothes. I rose from
the bed, my cock was still rock hard and now starting to leak precum. I
took the boys hand and said "bring the bucket". I led the boy out to the
back yard where the shower had been built against a wall. It was a warm
sultry morning and it felt good to be outside and naked. I started the
water, and suggested that Sunil gave me his clothes to wash. He put down
the bucket and took off everything. His little cock was stiff and almost
flat against his stomach. I rinsed his things and hung them on a nearby
line. I started the shower and drew Sunil in by the hand. I soaped myself
and the boy and turned off the water. I preceeded to lather my little
friend, massaging his sweet young body. Needless to say I paid particular
attention to his stiff young cock and hairless groin. Turning him around I
washed his back and caressed his pert round buttocks.
My fingers slipped between and toyed with his anus. He was smiling, he
obviously enjoyed the sensations I was evoking. Getting a little braver, I
slipped my finger in and started to massage his sphincter. He had a
contented look on his face so I gradually introduced another. With my two
fingers I started to loosen him up. My mind was racing ahead and my cock
was throbbing. I took the boys hand and put it on my cock, moving it up
and down so that he would know what I wanted him to do. He took over and
used both hands to work on my cock. I don't think that he realised what he
was preparing me for!
Returning to my endeavours I slowly introduced a third finger. It wasn't
so easy now but I persevered. The boy's soft hands were working wonders on
my cock and I knew that it had to be soon or I would explode.
I stopped my finger work and picked up the boy, he was as light as a
feather. I sat on the stone bench to the side of the shower area and
lifted the boy onto my lap - facing me. I positioned his legs, one each
side of me and put his hands around my neck. My throbbing cock was then
touching his lovely arse. I kissed the boy on the lips tenderly and told
him not to worry, but just to relax.
I made sure my cock was in line and started to exert some pressure, he
still felt tight. As I pushed I felt the barrier give a little and my cock
head entered him. He looked a bit pensive so I kissed him again and told
him that everything was going to be fine. Not wanting to spoil everything,
I took things really slowly. Over the next few minutes I gradually lowered
the boy onto my cock, to the hilt. Although I was desperate to start
fucking him, I knew that I had to take my time, so very slowly I started to
move back and forth. Sunil finally relaxed and the sensation that my cock
was in a vice slowly eased.
My movements became faster and I was lifting the boy by the buttocks to
give me more space to thrust. It was exquisite, his tight arse massaged my
cock into sensation overload. I could not contain myself any longer, with
a hard thrust I ejaculated into him and felt my semen squirt four or five
times.
Keeping my cock inside him, I brought his face to mine and kissed him
telling him that he was wonderful. His stiff three incher was pressed
against my stomach. I caressed it and told him that I would give it some
proper attention later. I did not want to remove my cock as the sensations
were still alive. So we stayed as we were with the boy cradled to my
chest. I felt an overwhelming love for the boy and kissed him gently. He
smiled and returned my kisses. This time however I introduced my tongue
into his mouth, he soon got the idea and our kissing became quite intense.
He broke away and said that he needed to pee. I told him to just let it go
where he was. After a moment or two his little cock shot a jet of piss over
my stomach and chest, I took hold of his peg and pointed the jet upwards I
let his piss wash over my face and opened my mouth to receive his golden
nectar. Turning the stream back to the boy I played it all over his chest.
Rivulets of piss were running down us and between my legs. I was in
heaven. It subsided all too soon and I brought my young lover to me in a
firm embrace. I kissed his mouth and his tongue wrestled with mine,
exchanging the taste of his piss.
Eventually my cock softened and slipped out of Sunil and he gasped. We
stepped over to the shower hand in hand and repeated our erotic shower once
more I took care to was his arse thoroughly and check that I had not hurt
him.
We lay in eachothers arms on a lounger, drying in the warm morning
sun. After drifting in and out of sleep a couple of times, Sunil announced
that he had to leave. His clothes were totally dry now and I watched him
dress. We hugged and kissed again and he left. Again I felt sad, but then
smiled to myself. I realised that I must be the luckiest man alive right
then.
I decided to go to the beach again and headed off, with my shorts and beach
sheet in hand. I met nobody on the way and settled on the beach. As it
warmed up, I spent more and more time in the ocean. When I tired I returned
to the beach and lay on my sheet. I must have drifted off into a sleep.
When I awoke I was aware of two figures standing by me. I had not had any
warning and so was naked and I realised semi-hard. But it was too late for
embarrassment.
The two boys standing by me seemed about 13 or 14, but it was difficult to
tell. They looked very much alike and I presumed them to be brothers. One
was holding a bag and motioned that he wanted me to see what he had inside.
I invited them to sit on the sheet and got into a kneel myself. I could
tell that they were both eyeing my cock and I thought that by kneeling I
could show it off a bit more.
They pulled out all sorts of things from their bag, belts, handkerchiefs,
scarves, but the thing that interested me most was a silk sarong. I said
that I would like to try it but did not know how to wear it. They
understood me and the older of the two motioned me to stand. My cock was
still semi but had not risen fully. The boy moved close to me and wrapped
the sarong around me as he did so the sensation of the silk sliding over my
buttocks and cock and the boy's proximity made me stiffen a bit more. The
boy showed me how to secure the sarong and in doing so his hands were in
contact with my body. This was turning me on even more.
My cock was now jutting out between the folds in the sarong, the head just
coming into view. This exhibitionism was thrilling me. I untied the
sarong and let it fall to the ground, my rigid cock was in full view and I
had no idea what, if anything, would happen next. To my utter surprise and
delight the boy dropped to his knees and took hold of my cock. He licked
the precome off of the tip and started to push his tongue under my
foreskin. Even better, his brother moved in closer and joined in the
action. Their two mouths were working on my cock at the same time. There
was no doubt in my mind that they had done this before. Lucky me.
The boys skillfully brought me to orgasm and as I was about to explode two
mouths clamped together over the head of my cock. My blast of come went
into both mouths simultaneously. They took the lot and seemed to enjoy it,
so much so that it seemed that my cock was getting in the way of their
kissing and exchanging of my spunk. I had paid no attention to the boys'
needs during all this but it appeared they had been groping eachother and
had pushed down their shorts, I saw two beautifully stiff cocks with
dustings of pubic hair, neither were very large. The older one's was about
5 inches the younger's about 4 inches.
I lay down on the sheet and shuffled my face under their cocks. I started
lapping at them and sucking them alternately. The boys moved closer
together and I was able to get both boy-cocks into my mouth at the same
time. I sucked and licked with all my might and very soon the younger boy
came with only a watery spurt. His brother followed soon after with much
more body and volume. I then licked them clean and during this they both
fell onto my cock again and licked that again too.
I kissed them both and said that I would like to buy the sarong, they told
me their price, which was very low. I took some rupees from the pocket of
my shorts and gave them double the amount. They were delighted and both
kissed me. I had a feeling that I would see them again.
I seemed to be sleeping heavier and heavier, the next morning Sunil's
arrival became apparent when a small naked body snuggled against mine. In
my half-sleep, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. We lay there
for some time luxuriating in our bodily contact. Kissing became more and
more frequent and passionate. Cocks rose. In my mind I had planned our
next adventure. I had enjoyed fucking Sunil very much, but I didn't want
that to be to focus of our contact. I did not want to abuse him, I wanted
to love and worship him. The next thing on my 'agenda' was introducing my
little angel to the delights of oral sex and I very much wanted to see if I
could bring him to orgasm.
Leaving him where he was I flipped myself around and began licking Sunil's
groin. I started with his navel, moved down to his smooth pubic area,
licked and sucked his hairless balls and then drew his lovely peg into my
mouth. At this point he gasped. I massaged his penis in my mouth with my
tongue and lips. I uncovered the head of his penis and flicked it with my
tongue. I could tell that the boy was very aroused. I worked around to his
anus and licked and flicked his hole with my tongue. I drilled into him as
far as I could before returning to his cock.
To my surprise (and pleasure) I felt a small hand encircle my penis. I
looked down to see Sunil take his first taste of cock. He seemed to like
the taste of my precome especially as he was lapping it all up. I
continued my sucking and as I did so Sunil became more adventurous and took
my cock into his mouth and tried to replicate what I was doing to him. As
the fever pitch accelerated and our actions became more frenzied I felt him
shudder and almost convulse. Realising what had happened tipped me over
the edge and I came. I hadn't had time to warn him and the poor lad nearly
choked, but I did notice that he swallowed some of my jism. The rest was
all around his mouth. I turned around and kissed him, my spunk speading
onto my face. I licked his face clean and shared the rest of my come with
my young lover. He beamed another smile and we snuggled together and
drifted off to sleep.
We awoke a little later and enjoyed a shower together. We sat on the porch
and enjoyed some fruit for our breakfast. As we retired to a lounger Sunil
sat on my lap and rested against my chest. I never wanted this to end, but
knew it must. I was now over half way though my sabbatical. Sunil looked
up into my eyes and I could sense that he was having the same feelings,
tears formed in the corner of his eyes, it was enough to break my heart, I
cried too as we embraced and kissed gently.
The next day Sunil announced that he had persuaded his parents that in
order to improve his English he would need to stay with me full time until
my departure. They had agreed, seemingly without reservation. The deal
was that Sunil would look after the house too, thus releaving his mother of
her duties. I was delighted.
Over the next couple of weeks our lovemaking saw no bounds, we only seemed
to stop for rest, food and english lessons, and of course trips to the
beach. We did see those other boys once more and had a very intense
four-some on the beach, but I got the impression that Sunil was happier
once we were alone again.
I decided that I could not leave Sunil behind and suggested to his parents
that he was schooled in England where (I told them) I could get him free
education on a bursary. In reality I would be paying myself though. I
would have sold my soul to keep Sunil with me. After many discussions and
much pleading from Sunil, the parents agreed and at my insistance we went
to a lawyer in Mumbai to get some proper guardianship papers drawn up.
Sunil and I are wonderfully happy and he is progressing well, he has
ambitions of becoming a doctor and I have no doubt that he will achieve
it. We go back to India a couple of times a year, sometime Sunil goes on
his own, but I am very much a part of the family now.